Chapter 400: Portals

Chapter 400: Portals

A crescent of black tore out from the notes of magic that Noah had laid, streaking out to meet the immense torrent of flame bearing down on it. The wall of fire curled like a wave as it made to crash down on top of Noah, screaming like a scorned god.

Sunders arc touched the flames.

The room fell quiet. Barbs magic was swallowed, sound and flame alike, up by a devouring silence and an endless black. Firelight blinked out. All that remained was Sunder and its advance toward Barb.

Her eyes widened and she flung herself to the side, three glistening Shields erupting around her body preemptively. Sunder didnt even register their existence. They were beneath it, so pathetic that they werent even worth destroying.

Its black blade continued on, disappearing into the wall without a sound. Barb hit the ground with a pained grunt and rolled to her feet. Fear gripped her face for the first time as she looked back at where Sunders power had gone. Her shields still shimmered around her, waiting in silent anticipation.

What was

Barbs shields shattered. Three rings fell from her fingers, their power completely spent, and clinked against the ground. Even as she looked down in shock, a wet squelch split the silence. Her arm hit the ground before her, severed right above the elbow, the blood only just starting to come as it realized that it had been cut.

The pipes behind Barb screeched. Purple smoke hissed out in a deluge, curling around her body as she clutched at the stump of her arm and took a stumbling, terrified step back. Blood poured out of the brutal wound as her vessels finally remembered that they were meant to be bleeding.

Barb grit her teeth and fire erupted from her remaining hand. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air as she cauterized the wound. Before Noah could try to draw on his powers again, Barb thrust a palm toward him.

A spark caught in the air, then detonated. Brayden rolled over and sank into the ground with a shimmer of magic, then reformed before Noah, slamming his sword into the ground. Purple energy erupted from his blade and swirled up into a shimmering wall an instant before the room disappeared in a flash.

Fire roared past Noah and pipes shattered all around them under the force of Barbs magic. His domain shuddered and desperately tried to hold strong. Even with Brayden by his side, the fire licked hungrily past them. The only patch of the room that wasnt completely devoured in its hungry grasp was a small cone behind them.

Braydens purple magic cracked. His grip tightened around the hilt of his blade and he snarled in defiance. Noah tried to call the moisture in the room to create water, but there was almost nothing left to work with. Barb had evaporated almost all of it. He quickly gave up and turned his attention to the flame, trying to push it back with Natural Disaster.

It was like trying to fight a brick wall. There was so much magic coiling within the fire that it was completely untouchable. All Noah and Brayden could do was stand there and bear the brunt of the attack, hoping it would end.

After what felt like minutes but was truly only a few seconds at best, the fire sputtered out. Braydens grip on his sword slacked and he pitched forward. He caught himself just before he could fall face first, bracing a trembling arm against the ground.

There was no sign of Barb. Shed vanished in the flames but she hadnt gone alone. The glass cylinder had melted to slag. Any imbuements that had once been on it had been reduced to nothing but molten trash. And, of the artifact that had been hidden within it, there was no sign.

There was something far more important missing than any artifact.

Tim! Noah yelled. Where are you?

Over here. Im fine, Professor.

The relief struck Noah with such intensity that he nearly dropped on the spot. He turned around as Tim rose from behind a cluster of pipes, his hair badly singed but otherwise unharmed. Tim brushed soot of his arms and walked over to them on shaky legs.

Thank God, Noah said, grabbing the older man by his shoulders. I thought youd gotten fried.

I agree, Brayden said. Do you think you can go do that? I need to have a talk with Vermil.

Tim glanced at Noah, who gave him a small nod in response.

Ill be back with aid soon, Tim promised. He hurried over to the ladder. It had been mostly warped and destroyed, but some of the metal had managed to hold its structure. He jumped and grabbed onto the lowest rung that hadnt been completely destroyed before pulling himself up and into the tunnel.

So, Brayden said wearily. You just cast a Formation with music.

So I did, Noah said.

Youre Rank 4 now, and with a pretty strong domain. Midway through it, if I had to guess.

Noah nodded.

Ive never seen the Rune you were using as its head. That might have been the most oppressive Rank 4 Rune Ive ever seen. Even with a Formation, cutting straight through the domain of a Rank 5 and nearly killing her in a single blow is almost unheard of. I take it theres a reason Ive never heard of the magic you were using?

Noah nodded once more. Yes. Id prefer to keep any information on it completely wrapped up.

Would I be remiss in guessing this is somehow connected to the way you cant seem to stay dead?

Noah gave Brayden a noncommittal shrug. He trusted the large man, but the truth of Sunder and how it worked was something he had no plans to give any more information on than he absolutely had to.

Fair enough, Brayden said. I wouldnt tell anyone if I were you. Ill avoid mentioning it to the Enforcers and anyone else that comes to look. I dont think Tim understood the magnitude of what he saw, but we can play this off as you being a Formation master. Ill avoid mentioning just how powerful that final attack was. Acceptable?

More than. Noah gave Brayden an appreciative nod. Thank you.

Thank you, Brayden corrected. Saved my ass. I would have been dead if you didnt show up.

Any time. But before anyone else gets here, do you have any idea what that artifact actually was?

Lines of concern creased Braydens face and he drew in a deep breath, letting out in a sigh. Yes. I do.

And? Is it something we have to be worried about?

I dont know, Brayden admitted through a grimace. It was a key that opens a very long-distance portal.

To where?

The Damned Plains.